Author's Mind Bending Note; ok so I may not be so awesome, but a girl has to try right? Little warning before you read this part it is a bit long and drab, it's a note after all.

On to what I actually want to say?

This idea has been rolling around my head like forever.

The basic concept is that the BAU's SSA Jessica Lowell (OC) is related to PLL's Aria Montgomery, being her Aunt. Aria, is kidnapped by mortal enemies of the Lowell's, the Blackwell's, along with the rest of the PLL gang (save miss Allison, cause in my PLL fanfic she dies, sorry love Sasha Pieterse and love the character but you will find I play with death in this story quite a bit.) So the BAU heads out to find the girls and bring them home.

To elaborate just a tiny more, I have used my PLL fanfiction ideas as a spin off for Charmed, and I use my original story as the basis holding it all together. So basically I am combining all of the stories and fanfics all into one Universe.

In case of confusion I will list character's making a debut in the chapters at the end until probably about chapter sixish, (all characters I'm going to use should be used by then). I will also list all show and fanfictions used in the tiny space before we begin.

Fanfics;

Charmed

Pretty Little Liars

Witches of East End

Vampire Diaries

Criminal Minds

And my original story; The Lowell Chronicles.

Chapter 1: New Case

I woke up to the sound of my phone going insane next to me. I blinked my eyes for a second so I could see and turned my head realizing I was on the floor and my phone was next to my head. I picked it up and slid the answer button across the screen.

"Lowell." I croaked realizing how terrible my voice must sound.

"Jess its JJ. We have a case." A voice came at me from the phone. It took me a few seconds to process this before realizing what she had said.

"Where?" I asked groaning as my body protested sitting up.

"Hotch said he will brief you on the plane, where are you anyway? You're absolutely late." She asked with a worried tone. I was never late.

"At home, I think." I said rubbing the grogginess and fuzziness from my eyes.

"You think?" She inquired.

"I don't know Jayje, I just woke up." I replied a sinking feeling was in the pit of my stomach as I realized my head hurt and I was dizzy. Did I hit my head on something? I felt a dull ache spread from my forehead to the back of my head and realized I was bleeding from my forehead.

"Shit." I hissed as I touched it like an idiot.

"Jess?" JJ's voice was more worried now.

"Yeah?" I asked after carefully using a piece of furniture to lift myself up before realizing that piece was a counter. Bathroom? Had I passed out and hit my head? Probably one of Wendy's blackouts, I dismissed the issue and grabbed a towel pressing it gingerly to the cut to stop the bleeding.

"Are you ok?" She asked sounding more worried then I think was actually possible.

"Yeah I just hit my head. Hurts." I said with a smile.

"Gods you're a klutz." She replied with a sigh of relief.

"Don't I know it." I answered back realizing I was sorely underdressed with only a long sleeve brown shirt on over my underclothes.

"Jeans it is then." I said with a sigh. I put the phone on speaker and pulled my hair up into a pony tail, it hurt as it strained against my cut, but it certainly reminded me to stay awake.

"Ok I am hanging up now." JJ replied.

"Relax Jayje, I'm not going to ask what to wear, I just haven't had time to run laundry. All I've got are a pair of nice looking jeans." I replied as I located and pulled said jeans on.

"Oh ok. Still hanging up, can't drive while on the phone." She said.

"I thought you said we had a case?" I asked now confused.

"We do." I heard a car start.

"And you aren't at the office yet?" I asked.

"No I am, but you said you hit your head and you already get dizzy frequently. I'm coming to pick you up." She replied.

"Aww Jayje I can just walk or use the ITS." I said.

"I will see you in five." She replied hanging up. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. She was right of course. Damn it why did that woman have to be right all the time?

A knock at the door brought me out of a strange reverie of mindlessly straightening my books. I was feeling things, that I didn't normally feel. My whole head hurt, but it wasn't just the pain from hitting it, it was someone else's pain too. But that was probably JJ at the door, so I grabbed my go bag and opened it. JJ stood there looking like she was worried and full of anxiety.

"Whoa; aura off the bloody charts! Are you pregnant again? Should I be worried?" I joked. Her face lightened just the tiniest at the reference to her totally unplanned pregnancy with Henry, but darkened again when she saw the cut on my forehead.

"Hit your head? It's bruising." She said reached up to touch it gently. I stepped back slowly, this wasn't unlike JJ, but something about her demeanor today was off.

"It will heal, always does." I said indicating with a hand we should leave.

"Sure, says ten stitches in the hand for an obsidian knife." She chided as I locked my door and we walked to her car.

"Ok I did not know it was obsidian when I said that!" I shot back with a smirk. She didn't return it and my face fell. Something was off, and it wasn't just with Jayje.

"Sure you didn't." She replied. She had meant it as a joke, but the sarcasm was left to the wind.

We climbed into the car and as she started it and drove towards the BAU, I watched her. Her eyebrows were slanted in the tiniest way possible, meaning there was a lot going through the gorgeous blonde head, and as she breathed normally her teeth showed just ever so slightly meaning her thoughts where aggravating her. I sat in silence glancing at her and really just wanting to reach out and take her hand. Something was really bothering my best friend and as soon as we were briefed I was going to find out what.

The car stopped and JJ parked, we both got out and I hefted my go bag over my shoulder gently.

"The team is already on the jet." She said as we headed towards the jetliner.

This private jet had been bought out of FBI funds, and it was the worst mode of transportation I had ever been on. Not because it wasn't the best quality, because oh it was. It had plush seats, couches, a bar and coffee station complete with fridges and alcohol, and a private bathroom; but because I hated planes period, they where fragile and some of the most important people in my life where on the private jet.

All of the statistics of plane crashes flashed in my mind as we climbed the stairs, like it did every time I ascended these steps, until I reached the top and buried the frightening thoughts. Inside sat the team. Reid and Rossi sat at a table surrounded by four seats by the window. In front of the small window was a laptop and on the screen was Penelope's face. On the other side of the aisle Morgan sat next to Emily and Hotch stood leaning against the back of Morgan's seat. Normally Hotch sat, and when he didn't you knew it was bad. JJ who had climbed up the steps in front of me slid in front of Emily next to the window and I sat next to her across from Morgan.

"I apologize for my tardiness." I said to Hotch as he studied my face and the cut adorning my forehead.

"I think I can understand, are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes of course." I replied with a smile. He didn't return it, but that was just Hotch.

"That looks pretty nasty; maybe you should put some ice on it?" Emily suggested.

"Its not as bad as it looks, it looks bad because its almost healed. In fact it will probably be healed by the time we get where we are going. Which brings me to where are we going anyway?" I asked as I rubbed the inside of my elbow gently; a strange stinging had begun in my arm at the crook of my elbow.

The plane lurched into flight and I gripped the arm rest stopping the short lived rubbing to relieve a sting that had only grown to a dull ache, as dead silence met my question. Was I the only one who didn't know?

"Guys?" I pressed looking at Hotch before trying to meet anyone else's eyes. Even JJ avoided my gaze, like they knew what my reaction would be to something.

"Hotch?" I said dropping my tone lower.

"Go ahead Garcia." He responded holding out a file to me. I looked at the cover my heart instantly sinking.

Rosewood P.D.

"Ok two people were found dead this morning, and five others have been abducted in the past 24 hours. The first to be abducted was our two dead vics. Both were found in less than appealing ways." Garcia said and I heard a click as pictures appeared on the screen. I tore my eyes away from the file, eyes going wide as I looked at the vics.

My first thought; it's not Aria. My second thought; oh my gods that's Hannah and Ashley!

I choked on air as I took in the scene surrounding them. Obsidian weapons everywhere, their positioning, Hannah's face. Oh gods Hannah's face!

"Our vics where identified as..." Garcia started again having paused at my sharp intake.

"Hannah and Ashley Marin. We're going to Rosewood?" I asked my breath catching. I turned to the file and flipped it open. Locating the details page;

Missing victims;

Spencer Hastings

Veronica Hastings

Emily Fields

Pat Fields

Aria Montgomery

Aria.